| Hair like the winter’s sun, tall like a ladder
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| you can ask me what I write I’ll keep scribbling
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| till you stop your song
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| Eyes like the ocean you move like jumper
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| maybe I can hear your life in every note you play
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| You’re a seastorm, like a wave born
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| right before, right before my sight
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| Fallin' monsoon, let it take you
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| right before, right before my sight
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| There’s wisdom in your innocence
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| graceful failing into jewels of mistakes
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| Choosing is your eloquence
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| a thousand roads and not one right way
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| Wear out your welcome, it suits you to stay
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| with the weight of all your wonderin' you chose
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| and baby can’t look back
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| Eyes like the ocean you walk like the thunder
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| maybe I can hear your life in every step you take |